So this story goes way back to when I was 18 living in rural Scotland and discovering my sexuality. I had been experimenting with guys for a few years but hadn’t lost my virginity.

I had been making out with a local boy called Mark for a few weeks. His dad and mine were friends, they had worked together years ago so I had known Mark since we were both kids. We met at a party and we ended up kissing. He was lovely, tall and handsome, sporty and smart. He had dark hair and was about 6’1 with a strong thick body.

I blew him about a week after we first kissed, and he had fingered me and even went down on me since. His dick was a good size, over 6” and he would get as hard as a rock when we were together.

One night after I blew him in his car we were kissing and cuddling and he asked me if I wanted to have sex. I said I did without really thinking too much about it. We agreed that he would buy condoms and we’d do it the following weekend. I was 18 and kind of wanted to get it out of the way. I didn’t think too much about whether Mark was the person that I wanted to do it with the first time. He was older (20) and I knew he had had had sex a few times before with other girls. That didn’t bother me and I thought at least he’d know what he was doing. All through the week I was thinking about it and was really nervous. I couldn’t wait to find out what a dick felt like inside me but I was terrified at the same time.

When Friday night came I told my parents that I was going to a friends house but instead I walked to the end of the road and Mark picked me up there in his moms car. His parents owned a second house that they rented but the tenants had moved out recently so it was empty. Mark took me there and before too long we were kissing and he had his hands all over my body.

We went to the bedroom and my stomach was doing somersaults from the nervousness of knowing I was about to have sex. We lay on the bed and continued to kiss and fondle each other as various clothing came off until we were both naked under the covers. He was rock hard and I was edging him slowly as we continued kissing.

He moved down and pushed my legs apart before he started licking my clit and pushing his fingers inside me. I placed my hands on his head and tried to let him know what I liked. After a few minutes the curiosity and anticipation got the better of me and I told him to get a condom.

I sat up as he climbed off the bed to get the condom out of the pocket of his jeans before he stood up facing away from me, I could see him fumbling and trying to put it on. I had brought some lube on the advice of by bff who had already been fucking her boyfriend for a few months. I knew my mom had some in her drawer so I borrowed it and rubbed it on myself while he was busy.

When he was ready he climbed up next to me and started kissing me before I whispered ‘I’m ready’ in his ear. I spread my legs as he got in position over me, ready to put his dick inside. I reached down to help guide his cock inside, and to make sure he didn’t ram it in too quickly. He went gently and slowly, pushing it in an inch at a time until he was all the way in. I was worried that it would hurt but all I felt was a nice sensation of fullness.

He started thrusting gently while leaning in to me and kissing my neck and face. The thrusts were pleasant but I didn’t feel any great sensation. It was warm and it felt good, and the thrill of fucking for the first time was the best part. He held my right breast while he was fucking me. I had good size D cup tits and he was obsessed with them.

I don’t know how long it lasted, it felt like ages but in reality it was probably less that five minutes before he moaned with pleasure as he spurted his load in to the condom with his dick inside me. He climbed off and went to the bathroom to take the condom off and get cleaned up. I laid under the sheets naked and probably just relieved. It didn’t hurt, I hadn’t messed up, he liked it and so did I.

We lay together naked for the next hour or so and he made me cum twice with this fingers. It was lovely just being there with him.

Mark and I continued to make the most of his parents house while there was nobody living there. He brought me there for sex every weekend after that for the next two months. We weren’t a couple and didn’t meet up outside of that really. Eventually new tenants moved in to the house and we had nowhere to have sex except his mothers car. It ended altogether then when he went to join the police force and had to go away for training.

We stayed connected on social media and I met him by chance two years later when I was in college and he was on a stag do on Edinburg. You can probably guess what happened, we ended up back at my apartment, fucking in my single bed. I was on the pill at this stage, and he nearly exploded with joy when I told him he could go raw. He had gained so much confidence, as had I. I rode him cowgirl and I made him pound me doggy style. This was a far cry from the nervous virgin that just laid back and let him do all the work just a few years earlier.